Paralyzed"So you're telling me that if he came crawling on his hands and knees you wouldn't take him back?" she said with disbelief as we stood against the railings of the second floor of the Burbank mall looking down on the tiny people walking below us.
Around us I saw teenagers walk around pompously in their cliques, young couples blatantly showing their affection for each other, and I could hear that annoying salesperson trying to lure girls to style their hair with the latest innovation in manipulating one's hair. Her constant questioning of my ex's whereabouts seem sensible at first when I had broken up with him only a few weeks before. But it has been 10 months (maybe 11) since I had heard from that low life of a human being. I cried for two weeks to everyone of my friends and wrote about every single thought I had about men and relationships, I went on the rebound for two months with a rebellious and crude boy I found online which of course ended in diaster, and then I had that moment of